#unicornofgt

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would you say you have an aesthetic and if so how would you describe it? is it purely a fashion aesthetic, an interior design aesthetic, both? i’m always curious to hear about people’s fashion and living spaces and how they reflect them

i don’t THINK i do? i dress pretty basic haha i wear a lot of soft pants/shorts and tank tops nowadays or jeans and graphic shirts...i do have a beloved denim jacket covered in pins and painted on the back with a rainbow! & i’m not really sure if my room has an aesthetic...when i’m dressing nicely though i like floral print blouses

as for aesthetics i LIKE i’m really i to like..neon electric technology and circuitry, but also plants and nature-overtaken tech (an old computer covered in and filled with moss for example)

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i love the idea that the cores use their rumbles to form a second, simpler form of communication—all these different kinds of low frequency calls; happy rumbles, content rumbles, alarmed rumbles, and angry, defensive rumbles… even rumbles to signify names and messages like water and come here; you can feel them vibrating through you, from the ground into your chest. hearing and feeling the giants sending different frequencies would certainly be unnerving at first—people who don’t know better might think the pulsating desert is just the waste—some monster, across the plains. but if you’ve witnessed them, spent enough time with them, you know the sound vibrating in your bones is the language of waking giants.

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ok really excited for a new feature i’m adding to the cores—rumbles.

lemme explain. i’ve had this idea for months and im finally talking abt it, so stay w me for just a sec while i Dinosaur Nerd to walk you through my thought process (also take this explanation w a grain of salt bc i’m obviously not an expert, i just think dinosaurs are Neat)

so t. rex, like other dinosaurs, did not roar, because it did not have a larynx/voice box. and a lack of a larynx isn’t exactly a problem the cores have, but i bring t. rex up bc the scale of the animal is what got me thinking abt the cores. while t. rex didn’t have a larynx, we can gather from crocodiles that they likely could have made very low frequency sounds. now, there have been times where tigers, which have very low frequency rumbles, have caused their prey to literally be paralyzed in place bc of how low the frequency is and it makes them so physically terrified, they cannot will their bodies to move.

picture a 40ft t. rex. instead of announcing itself like in jurassic park, you would feel a t. rex before you saw it. you might not even hear it. can. you. IMAGINE how terrifying that is. within 2-3 miles, you know there is a t. rex but you can’t see it—and if it was Right There—the Effect that would have on you? TERRIFYING. here’s some examples of what we think it might’ve sounded like:

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now,, take that 40 ft t. rex, and scale it up to a 100ft giant. picture that. low rumbles, carrying for miles and miles across wide, open wastelands; from a distance, you might not even notice it, but as you get closer, something just doesn’t sit right—you can’t put your finger on it, you just feel panic. unease. as you get even closer, you begin to notice your chest is vibrating. and then, standing before this already very physically intimidating giant, the ground, the objects around you—your entire body, shaking, and it dawns on you the giant is the source of the vibration. not their footsteps—them. they’re making sound. and it’s so intense, so low, your body is rooted right where you stand—you couldn’t move if you wanted, forced to take in the sight in front of you.

it’s just a great sense of scale in the gtms universe—the giants make t. rex noises. i love it. expect more posts abt it bc i’m obsessed

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i know he is the local Silly Man, but i don’t think people should forget that bagley is an apocalypse’s man.

he began a scared, nine year old boy, previously playing hockey and dreaming of being a pilot like his mother, then thrust into a crumbling world of alien-like danger; transformed into a twenty six year old man, shaped by seventeen years of the end of that world, clinging to the one person who remained—and ultimately becoming a man who has finally let. go. and yes, he is literally ‘the little guy’: outnumbered and outmatched by forces thousands of times more powerful than himself, but he’s adapted to get by the skin of his teeth—and joke all we want, he does it well. not gracefully, not painlessly—but well. learning through the confusion and the ache to lean back into the chaos—roll with it, move to the beat of it, find his place in it; becoming one with all that is out of his control. no, learning his true state is chaos has not been something that has come about gracefully or painlessly. because he is finding that the true end to his world has been coming more slowly than the rest; that for aaron bagley, the world ends twice; and this time it does not come wearing the face of monsters unknown, but that of his sister. it looks at him with a face unmistakably different, but completely and undeniably so much like his own. it is more personal, more raw, coming back to claim the scraps like a wolf left out to starve.

and when i think about him—a fresh faced, wide-eyed little boy with big ears and skin bursting with freckles, petrified of the unknown—that little boy, now a man with those same features, hardened by time and crisis, living in the end after the end; slowly coming to thrive in the chaos that used to terrify him, used to consume him, and using it to build a new world, a new life…. bagley might be the funny, silly, little guy hopelessly out of his depth, always struggling to keep up with the forces around him, but it should never be forgotten that bagley himself is a force, born not from inhuman power, but the very human need to adapt and rebuild.

🎶 for the feeling of submitting to and embracing chaos, life itself by glass animals

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brain smooth only thought is scooping a crying tiny into cupped hands and going, “heyheyhey, it’s alright, you’re alright, i gotcha...” and trying to wipe their tear-streaked cheeks with a very large thumb while continuing to calm them in a low tone, maybe pressing a kiss to the top of their little head and holding them to my chest

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thinkin abt the intimacy of sleepy gt snuggles… chest pressed against a nose, eyelashes against cheeks, fingers running down a back.. feeling their spine and lungs move as they breathe, little breaths slow and steady against your cheek..curl around their little form like a living structure, tucking them away into yourself…secure

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hi im back on my shameless longing bs… tiny kisses pressed along a jaw..feelin the giant’s smile and smiling back against their skin… the gentle pressure of kissing a tiny’s chest n their heart pounds heavily as they suck in a breath… kissing tiny hands or giant knuckles, especially if theyre busted- OGH dont get me started on kiss-it-betters… elbows n knees.. black eyes and scars.. give me a couple of dummies fighting for each other and then show me the tender moments of gratitude and appreciation after

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🍑 for the Bagel Man?

🍑 - what sort of traits does your oc look for in a significant other?

bagley is drawn to chaotic or adventurous people for the adrenaline, but what he really works best with is a calm, levelheaded personality, so obermann is a very good partner for him—practical and steady in personality, but by being a giant she’s inherently thrilling. she’s able to be grounding and exciting at the same time and it’s the perfect balance for bagley

send me asks! <33